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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A94190	A panegyrick on the most auspicious and long-wish'd-for return of the great example of the greatest virtue, the faithful Achates of our royal Charles, the tutelar angel (as we justly hope) of our church and state, the most illustrious James Duke, Marquess, and Earl of Ormond, &c. Lord Lieutenant and General Governour of His Majesties Kingdom of Ireland, His Grace. / By F.S.	Synge, Francis.	1661 (1661)	Wing S6382; ESTC R184784	7,536	17

A PANEGYRICK On the Most Auspicious and long-wish'd-for Return OF The Great EXAMPLE of the Greatest Virtue The FAITHFUL ACHATES Of Our ROYAL CHARLES AND The Tutelar Angel as we justly hope of our CHURCH and STATE The Most Illustrious JAMES Duke Marquess and Earl of ORMOND c. Lord Lieutenant and General Governour of His Majesties Kingdom of Ireland His Grace BY F. S. Nemo confidet nimium secundis Nemo desperet Meliora lapsis Seneca Deus nobis haec otia fecit Virg. Dublin Printed by John Crook Printer to the Kings most Excellent Majesty for Sam. Dancer Bookseller in Castlestreet A Panegyrick To the Most Illustrious JAMES Duke Marquess and Earl of ORMOND Lord Lieutenant and General Governour of His MAJESTIES KINGDOM of IRELAND His GRACE TO speak Your Welcome most Illustrious Sir in as high a Key as our Hearts conceive it is as nigh a kin to an impossibility as to speak Your Merit The one the unkinde Fate of our feeble Organs deny us to reach unto the other the expanded Glory of Your Heroick Actions and the unexemplar'd Magnanimity of Your Great Soul will not admit Yet herein do we finde our Wants reprized whilst Heaven sweetly indulging our Inabilities looks on the Quality not Quantity of our Returns and from an humble grateful Heart values the cheerful Sacrifice of a pair of Mites more then the hidden-Treasures of the lower World If Heaven then be so propitious to the incurable Malady of our Natures how can we despair of a candid Acceptation from You who are her Favorite and One who in the various Assaults of the most imminent Dangers and severest Temptations have born the signal Impress and Character of her Love and Favour Were not this true this happy hour had ne'er been ours that now seems to secure our Harvest of Joy for our Seed of Tears and Promises us as much of Earthly Foelicity as can possibly be expected under the best of Kings and the best of Subjects Think not then most redoubted Sir our Duties Flattery nor the dilated Joys of our Loyal Hearts a Design upon Your Power Let those that juggle with their Allegiance that Obey because 't is not safe for them to Rebel and love their King Religion and Laws because they dare not do otherwise feel the smart Effects of that whilst we lose our Selves in the Contemplation of that Blessing we have received a Blessing of that miraculous Magnitude that our Posterity must have the Influence We onely the Wonder Thus Zion's Captivity when revers'd became a Dream being like ours so far above their Merit or their Expectation that it was above the Capacity of their subtilest Faculty to believe it Real Contraries put together saith the Philosopher are their own best Illustration and if we be not afraid to look back upon our former Bondage it may perhaps endear the Blessing of our Redemption the more unto us by how much we dispair'd of ever seeing it effected What rigid Stoick can reflect on our past Distractions without Distraction Three Kingdoms which for Riches Strength and Policy were no way inferiour to the greatest of Europe how have we seen like Joseph sold to Uncircumcised Ishmaelites and their Beauteous Garments their Cities Temples and fertile Fields like his Coat dy'd in the Blood of their own Children How have we seen Religion degenerate from its Primitive Simplicity and the ravishing Beauty of its Coelestial Features vitiated with the Paint and Fucus of our own Frantick Imaginations How have we seen the Arms of the Church from Preces and Lachrymae converted into Sword and Pistol the Pulpit by its Bloody and Sophistical Oratory seeming to re-invest the lying Author or the Father of Lyes in his lost Oracles How have we seen the Face of Majesty bespatter'd with the virulent Poyson of the Tongue and Asps the sworn Subject of His Crown and Scepter How have we seen our now Glorious Master bely'd by those that began the second Massacre of Innocents but something bloodier then that of Herod's when they made the credulous World believe they had the Royal Assent for their unheard-of Cruelties How have we seen Him sold Cum petiit Fato supplice nudus opem And such a Master that his price was far above Rubies or the Gold of Ophir How have we seen him murder'd and the Parricide afterward justified by a Law A Crime so opposite to to Nature and Humanity that a Heathen Law-Giver could not conceive the thought of it could enter into the Heart of Man much less the perpetration and therefote made no Law against it Nonne haec sufficiunt Is not this Impiety enough for one Age Yet we may say as the Queen of Sheba of that great King's Wisdom Ecce non indicatum est nobis dimidium We have but a part though a large one of our inlarged Sorrows Methinks I hear a Voice behinde me asking where were those Teneri Agnelli the surviving Hope and Props of the mourning Diadem Though the Hand of Violence had seiz'd the Life of the Father yet Hae Oviculae quid fecerunt What had They done to be Disfranchis'd from their Royal Right Where was then CHARLES the Little now greater then Charles the Great but like young Joash hid in the Temple of Divine Providence from the merciless Hands of a cruel Usurper Where were those Twin-Reserves of the British Crown but seeking Protection in a Forreign Air whilst their Unnatural Nurse bestows her Milk upon the Bastards of her Lust at Home Where went the Widowed Mother but to the Solitary Grove of a Recluse Life there to bewail Her Glorious Princes Fate and her Childrens Danger Where lay the Honest Man when the Artifice of Hell was invok'd to Unrivet his Allegiance What Oaths Rapines Murders Sacriledges did every Day present us with Nay what gross Impiety was there if it had a name that wanted a Professor Peaceable and Inoffensive Carriage and as Innocent as the Doves would not be trusted without a Perjury The demolishing of Churches was nothing without shaking the Foundation of the Peoples Faith The Estates of Gentry and Nobility without their Blood and Exile nay the Crown it Self without the Life of the Prince of little value What Hyperbolical Crimes were here Such as Vix novit Ethnicus vel publicanus Yet these and more most Renowned Sir if more can be imagin'd Your Grace too sensibly knows to be the sad Product of our late Confusions But why do we grate Your Ears with the Repetition of our past Miseries and instead of welcoming You ashore afflict Your Eyes with the Landskip of Your own Shipwrack Against such melancholy Entertainment though from the fair Hands of a Beauteous Queen we finde a great Reluctancy in the most courtly Trojan Infandum Regina jubes c. Yet as that Noble Prince would rather cruciate his own Soul then disoblige so sweet a Lady that lov'd him the more passionately for his Sufferings So we my Lord do hope that You whom we equally love